One of the coolest things I've seen hospitals do is to play a lullabye over the public address system every time a baby is born. It never ceases to bring a smile to my face.
What's even cooler is when you call report to the Labor and Delivery Unit, updating the patient report you called in five minutes before with the fact that you are now bringing them a vigorous, squalling and absolutely gorgeous newborn girl, and they play the lullabye as soon as you roll through the doors to the Emergency Department.
It was like I had my own set of heralds trumpeting my arrival. I'd like to say I resisted the urge to favor them with a sweeping, triumphant bow, but that just wouldn't be me to resist such an urge, now would it?